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From the deep of my cave, I talk to you
And my den is your soul, I'm the Devil.
I'm Satanas, the Beast, the Antichrist
That one who punches to God with the dart.
From the deep of my cave, I talk to you.

The least waited hour shall be my hour.
'Cause it's me and no God whom you must worship
Therefore now the man's end I have foreseen
'Cause here the evilness increase, 'n is decorated itself.
The least waited hour shall be my hour.

I'll throw my legions o'er the world.
Perverse archangels with axes
Shall burn the nocturnal scopes,
Razing of the orb their regions.
I'll throw my legions o'er the world.

Affliction, hatred, horror, shall be my trilogy.
I have always been that one, that isn't allegory
Shall enjoy my taciturn eyes
When the man is sinking in his own agony.
Affliction, hatred, horror, shall be my trilogy.

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